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˹éÒ 58 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The Moon takes up the wondrous tale; And nightly, to the listening Earth, Repeats the story of her birth : Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
˹éÒ 58 - The unwearied sun from day to day does his Creator's power display, and publishes to every land the work of an almighty hand.
˹éÒ 67 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
˹éÒ 35 - MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
˹éÒ 49 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse ; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires'
˹éÒ 45 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
˹éÒ 28 - WHEN descends on the Atlantic The gigantic Storm-wind of the equinox, Landward in his wrath he scourges The toiling surges, Laden with seaweed from the rocks: From Bermuda's reefs; from edges Of sunken ledges, In some far-off, bright Azore; From Bahama, and the dashing, Silver-flashing Surges of San Salvador; From the tumbling surf, that buries The Orkneyan skerries, Answering the hoarse Hebrides; And from wrecks of ships, and drifting Spars, uplifting On the desolate, rainy seas; — Ever drifting,...
˹éÒ 50 - Now, upon SYRIA'S land of roses Softly the light of eve reposes, And, like a glory, the broad sun Hangs over sainted LEBANON ; Whose head in wintry grandeur towers, And whitens with eternal sleet, While summer, in a vale of flowers, Is sleeping rosy at his feet.
˹éÒ 56 - From coral rocks the sea-plants lift Their boughs, where the tides and billows flow; The water is calm and still below, For the winds and waves are absent there, And the sands are bright as the stars that glow In the motionless fields of upper air...
˹éÒ 6 - THE SEA The sea, the sea, the open sea, The blue, the fresh, the ever free ! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round ; It plays with the clouds ; it mocks the skies ; 5 Or like a cradled creature lies.
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| ª×èÍ˹ѧÊ×Í | Round the World with the Poets |
| ¼Ùéáµè§ | Sarah C. Winn |
| ºÃóҸԡÒà | Mary Cate Smith, Sarah C. Winn |
| àÃÕºàÃÕ§â´Â | Mary Cate Smith, Sarah C. Winn |
| ¼Ùé¨Ñ´¾ÔÁ¾ì | Charles H. Kilborn, 1889 |
| µé¹©ºÑºÁÒ¨Ò¡ | University of California |
| á»Å§à»ç¹¢éÍÁÙÅ´Ô¨Ô·ÑÅ | 4 ¸.¤. 2007 |
| ¤ÇÒÁÂÒÇ | 88 ˹éÒ |
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